The cool moonlight shines through the clouds, casting a layer of silver gauze over the city of Cang Yue.
Zhuo Yan looked nervously at the camp stationed a thousand meters outside the city gate, feeling very worried.
"I've been waiting for half an hour, but Brother Liao hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid it's more serious than bad..." Zhuo Yan said worriedly.
Liao Yunchuan is indeed in danger.
All the saints in the nearby tents woke up, and the number of them was not large, about three hundred. This area was commanded by Hu Haonian, who was the first to arrive here. While he was resting, he smelled a familiar smell.
Smell - the smell of people!
So I followed the smell and found Liao Yunchuan and his party.
When Liao Yunchuan saw Hu Haonian, his face was surprised and happy. He was surprised that Hu Haonian became the leader of the saints, and he was surprised to meet an acquaintance.
Hu Haonian looked at Liao Yunchuan coldly, and Liao Yunchuan greeted him with a smile.
"Ouch!"
Hu Haonian roared and waved his hand, and the army of saints behind him rushed towards Liao Yunchuan and his party. Liao Yunchuan advanced instead of retreating, holding a knife and killing Hu Haonian. Zhuo Hu led his men to fight with the saints.
Together.
The sound of fighting between the two teams attracted more and more saints. At first, Zhuo Hu's team had the upper hand, and they were almost one against ten. As the army of saints gradually awakened, the number of saints increased, and they
His two fists were unable to defeat his four hands, and he gradually showed signs of decline.
The army of saints is not very powerful in combat. The reason why they win successively is because of their sheer numbers. They are all mutated from humans. Before mutating, they all had their own life circles and were once brothers, friends or sons of others.
Therefore, people who have a good relationship with them or know them will not attack them easily, and they will have opportunities to take advantage of them.
The team of Liao Yunchuan and Zhuo Hu had undergone special ideological training. As long as the opponent was a saint, no matter whether they knew him or not, they would kill him. The weakness of the saint had already been explained, so when they attacked, they basically killed him with one blow.
Liao Yunchuan and Hu Haonian fought. Hu Haonian's attack methods were very limited. He opened his mouth and bit. Liao Yunchuan stabbed Hu Haonian's mouth with a knife. Hu Haonian didn't know the pain at all. He bit the knife and refused to let it go. His mouth was filled with blood.
Blood will never let go.
"damn it!"
This knife was Liao Yunchuan's weapon. Liao Yunchuan cursed and kicked Hu Haonian in the chest, causing Hu Haonian to flip over. The knife also spat out. Liao Yunchuan immediately went to pick up the knife.
At this moment, Hu Haonian jumped up like a vicious wolf and rushed towards Liao Yunchuan, biting him right on Liao Yunchuan's arm.
"ah!"
Liao Yunchuan was in pain and threw out his right hand hard, throwing Hu Haonian away. Then he quickly stepped forward, raised the knife and dropped it, causing Hu Haonian's head to fall to the ground.
He looked at Zhuo Hu's team and saw that there were less than five people left, and the army of saints was still increasing in number. If this continued, they would definitely lose!
"withdraw!"
Liao Yunchuan gave a low shout, and fled with Zhuo Hu and others. They were accomplished cultivators, and their speed was far faster than that of the saints. After a while, they fled to the city gate. Zhuo Yan immediately signaled to his men to open the door and go down to greet them.
At the same time, the saint who came to pursue stopped and retreated, not continuing the pursuit.
"Why didn't they continue chasing?" Zhuo Hu asked doubtfully.
"Maybe he was frightened by our raid." One of Zhuo Hu's men guessed.
"They have a large number of people. If they take the opportunity to chase them, we may not be able to defend them." Liao Yunchuan was also a little scared.
"No matter what, just hope you're all right." Zhuo Yan's heart dropped. He quickly returned home to recuperate, and by the way, let's talk about your raid tonight.
Liao Yunchuan's hand was bitten, but he did not take the initiative to say it. The wound on his arm was not deep, just a skin injury. Moreover, only if the saint bites his neck, he will be infected. If he bites his arm, there should be no problem.
.
Back at home, Liao Yunchuan deliberately did not mention the fact that he was bitten to avoid unnecessary suspicion. Zhuo Yan did not notice it either, and just praised Liao Yunchuan's courage and strategy. Although he did not severely damage the saint's army, he at least let them eat it.
He knows that the citizens of Cangyue City are not easy to mess with.
"Brother Liao, you have worked hard, have a good rest tonight, tomorrow will be a hard battle." Zhuo Yan ordered, and after speaking, he gathered his men to plan the details of tomorrow's battle. Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
"The city of Cangyue has a total population of more than three million, and a total of more than 200,000 cultivators, of which more than 100,000 can be used by me. Tomorrow's battle will mainly focus on defense. As long as we guard the city gate, the three hundred
The lives of tens of thousands of city residents will be safe!"
"At the same time, I want to tell you some good news. Tonight, Zhuo Hu led fifteen people to raid the saint's camp and killed more than 300 saints in total. After completing the raid, he returned to the city unscathed and successfully defeated the arrogance of the saint's army.
It’s a good start for us!”
"So, don't worry too much about tomorrow's battle to defend the city. Those saints are not scary. Each of us can fight one against ten. They are no match for us!"
"Down with the saint, guard Cang Yue!" Zhuo Yan's voice became louder when he got to the point of excitement.
The guards who were discussing the battle plan were all full of energy and shouted like chicken blood: "Down with the saint, guard Cang Yue!"
"Everyone go back and prepare first. We will gather at the city gate tomorrow morning. Listen to my orders and guard the city gate!"
"yes!"
All the guards retreated one after another and returned to their respective cities to prepare for battle.
Liao Yunchuan also returned to the guest room Zhuo Yan arranged for him. For him, tonight was also a sleepless night. After simply bandaging the wound on his arm, he fell asleep peacefully, but he couldn't fall asleep.
Are you worried about the war tomorrow?
Liao Yunchuan doesn't think so.
When I close my eyes, a purple mist will appear in my mind for no reason. In the mist, there is a faint voice: "Come here, come here..."
"No, no!" Liao Yunchuan immediately opened his eyes, only to find that there was nothing. The purple mist was just a figment of his imagination.
After drinking a cup of tea, Liao Yunchuan slowly calmed down. Maybe it was because he had been in contact with the saint too frequently in the past few days. He was thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night.
That must be it!
"It's better to go to bed early. There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow..." Liao Yunchuan lay down again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
This time, the purple mist became thicker and thicker, forming a big hand. The hands slowly moved toward him. His body curled up into a ball out of fear, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Don't, don't come over, don't come over..."
He kept retreating, and there was indeed a dark wall behind him. He had no way to retreat!
The big purple hand goes in deeper and deeper!
"Boom!"
His heart was beating rapidly.
"Dong dong dong!"
The heart beats faster and faster.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
His heartbeat was beating like a drum, and even his breathing began to quicken. His big hands gradually surrounded him, and then slowly squeezed him.
This is going to crush him to death!
"Help!"
He opened his mouth and shouted for help, but no sound came out. He opened his eyes, revealing a pair of purple pupils...